Dear Santa. After years of no communication with you I decided this year to break the barriers and write to you. Why? I need to revert to my childhood a little bit. It’s been a tough year. Actually, it’s been a tough many years. I’m tired of being an adult. I have to work because I have a job. In these troubled times it’s good to have a job. But I get so tired sometimes after eight hours of working. My house still has be cleaned. The floors get dirty and I have to sweep and mop. The furniture gets dusty so I have to dust. Dishes pile up in the sink and I have to wash them. So there’s more work before and after work. But Christmas is coming and I want to play a little. I’m going to sort through and put up my lights, my decorations and my tree soon. Now, I’m going to write to you. I need too, to lighten my heart and prepare for the holidays.
It’s common knowledge that you get a lot of letters, Santa. Some of the letters ask about you, Mrs. Clause, the North Pole and reindeer. Lots of letters ask for gifts and help. My letter falls into the latter category.
I’ve been thinking real hard about what I wanted for Christmas this year. There’s so much to want and need. But as I thought about what I wanted I discarded a lot of things as unnecessary stuff. My desires aren’t for bad stuff, just stuff. The problem with stuff is two fold. One is that I can get the items in question myself, so why ask for them? I’m blessed with a good job. This year a lot of people can’t say that. My job pays a reasonable paycheck. Many people can’t say that. So when my first thoughts were of a few new outfits and a nicer digital camera I had to shake my head. Those aren’t what I want to ask Santa for. If I budget carefully I can get those over the next year.
The other problem with stuff is that it’s usually wasted. Santa, I was so sure I would use the cookie tubes and the microwavable pasta bowl last year. But they, like many of my kitchen aids, tend to sit unused in my cabinets. They take up space. In my craft area I have a massive stock of yarn and craft books. I don’t need more. I need to use what I’ve got. I might never finish all the projects I’ve got stuff for. My closet is stuffed with clothes I don’t wear. Some of them don’t even fit. Despite being a reasonably thrifty person I have acquired a lot of things that I don’t need.
After dismissing the plan to ask for just a lot of things I won’t use I turned my mind on bigger issues. They overwhelmed me. I thought of the American issues of a national health plan. There’s so much pain, anger and worry over this big issue. There’s so much suffering as the issue drags on. That’s too big of a need to bring to a cheerful, big, happy man in a red suit who’s magic seems to be limited to flying reindeer and going up and down chimneys without getting stuck. We’ll have to work these big problems out on our own.
I thought of the crime in the streets and the homeless and the sick and disabled people. But these are big issues, too. Individual people will have work together to combat them. You have been asked for peace and health and healing before, Santa, and it’s too much. Only the creator of Christmas will be able to truly bring those to this world. He’s already made a start, just by starting Christmas. The baby the holiday celebrates promises a completion to those requests with his birth, death and resurrection.
Now I’m left without anything to ask you for, Santa. But I’m determined to ask anyway. What do I want for Christmas? I would enjoy a laptop computer because I could carry it about for my writing, my birding, my crafts, to keep records and to learn. Also, reading e-books, watching television and listening to movies anywhere I go sounds neat. Yes, a laptop is stuff. But it won’t go unused. Make it small and lightweight, but with all the bells and whistles. Oh! Santa, it does have to be on my budget. That’s where your magic will come in!
So the laptop is for me. But when I think of all the people you visit I wonder what they would like. How about a joke? What would happen if you have your elves write jokes on the tags for the presents? If every household in the world gets a joke, and every family laughs over it that’s a lot of laughter in one day. Then, because laughter is best shared, the jokes might be passed around from person to person for more laughter. It’d be a distraction from lost jobs, sickness and pain and even just the blahs. I think a world of laughter could be an excellent present. A laptop and a funny joke.
Thanks for reading this, Santa. I know I rambled a bit but you’re probably used to that. Think my requests over, will you? I promise I’ll be good until December 25. I’ll look for you on Christmas morning. Or at least I’ll look for my laptop and my joke. Happy flying.